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Kevo sat in the back seat of his mum’s car in a drug-fueled haze. The trees and the buildings melded into one conglomerate of waves, going much slower than the speed of the car. His body felt like a pile of mush. One part in particular, somewhere in the back of his mouth, tinged with…

Inspired by all of the crazy girls in our lives. We still love you, even when you’re batshit. “You don’t love me anymore,” she kept saying on repeat. The fire from the stove licked at her pages, singing the edges and threatening to light her up like a dry pile of…

The confession booth was always one of his favorite places. In there, the good Lord washed away all of his sins and made him holy again. Without this sacred ritual, his heart could not handle the guilt of all that his lifestyle forced him to do. “Forgive me father, for I have sinned. My name…

Dark tales and dystopia, men of the dead and the end of death. These are just a few of the themes explored in this year’s WTBAP anthology. Download a free copy now and look out for my tale, The World is Mine. But before you open it up, take a second to admire the beautiful…

The bus rumbled to a stop with its back still jutting out onto the road like an ass that’s too big for a chair. A conductor bundled Journeyman inside and he stood up near the door with his hand on a seat to keep his balance. Journeyman crinkled his nose at the mixed…

The light shines bright in the nether realm. The souls gather, a moment of greatness awaits. A journey begins, one of freedom and prosperity. For the first time, hope fills their heart. They shall take back their right, the world of the living. A million damned souls bow, a white eagle descends. Their king has…

The Jerkboy Theory states that any woman who claims to hate jerkboys secretly loves them. The louder and more insistent her claims, the more she loves them. This is no surprise to anyone who really understands the biomechanics of women because they know exactly how women swoon over charismatic assholes who are the embodiment of…

Journeyman came home with this book but I wasn’t too sure if it was really his kind of literature. I pointed out that it’s for young ladies who are looking for guidance as they become full-grown women. He conceded that I was right, went out shopping and came back wearing a knee-length skirt with…

The club just wasn’t the same without Monica. Two nights had passed since her ill-advised attempt on Journeyman’s life. Sharon missed her so much and was so livid that she hadn’t let anyone feed on her since. A few of her favorites still milled around her, buying her drinks to win her favor. But she…

Between the hours of 1 am and 5 am, The world is in a motionless state. The human body lays itself to sleep. There is complete absence of sound throughout the firmament. We misinterpret how beautiful the darkness is until it let’s see. When the blackness of the night consumes us, All activity fades…